The Lost Night

by klaude

"I knew what I was getting myself into. Killua was just like any normal new adult: An asshole. A gorgeous asshole. A gorgeous, strangely mysterious asshole. A gorgeous, mysterious, deliciously intelligent, heart-poundingly daring, trick-playing green-eyed asshole. The worst kind of asshole." Killua/OC

55. Final Author's Note

Hi!

I know some of you have noticed that I deleted this story two days ago. I already said it on tumblr, but I'm doing it because the older chapters simply don't reflect my ideas or what I see for the plot as a whole and the best way to fix it is with a fresh start. I'm not doing it because I grew to not love the story. I'm still proud of how well the story did and proud of its plot as part of the hxh universe, though it's not fully revealed yet. I do wish to reveal it one day - which brings me to,

It's worth mentioning that I have been rewriting the story for a long time. I'm doing it as a fun side hobby to see how I've improved in comparison to what I've wrote over TEN YEARS ago when I was inspired by things and people that no longer fit into my life. But I like everything that I've changed and rewritten so far; it's a better fit.

As to why I'm posting this author's note here, I feel like I owe it to the story's followers to say: I'm going to delete the story soon and I don't know if I'm going to publish it again here, but if I do and if you hope to stick around to read it again, feel free to subscribe/follow me as an author to get any new notifications.

Thanks!